Disappearing Ink
๐ต 504 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:36 duration
๐ ID: 23677579
๐ Lyrics
the shadows sink into the hills
the fences go on forever
in my hands I'm turning over
a bracelet that she wore
but she won't wear it anymore
the truck stops all start to look the same
I swear I saw that chain smoking lady again
keep on moving I think I'm good for
a hundred miles more
could things ever be how they were before?
a scent left on a sweater
stuffed inside a dresser
a polaroid that slips
underneath your eyes
pieces of different puzzles
mixed up in the same box
and thrown into the blue
the fences go on forever
in my hands I'm turning over
a bracelet that she wore
but she won't wear it anymore
the truck stops all start to look the same
I swear I saw that chain smoking lady again
keep on moving I think I'm good for
a hundred miles more
could things ever be how they were before?
a scent left on a sweater
stuffed inside a dresser
a polaroid that slips
underneath your eyes
pieces of different puzzles
mixed up in the same box
and thrown into the blue
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:15.61] the shadows sink into the hills
[00:29.22] the fences go on forever
[00:43.94] in my hands I'm turning over
[00:51.24] a bracelet that she wore
[00:57.61] but she won't wear it anymore
[01:20.55] the truck stops all start to look the same
[01:34.28] I swear I saw that chain smoking lady again
[01:47.93] keep on moving I think I'm good for
[01:55.26] a hundred miles more
[02:02.55] could things ever be how they were before?
[02:28.19] a scent left on a sweater
[02:30.83] stuffed inside a dresser
[02:34.56] a polaroid that slips
[02:38.17] underneath your eyes
[02:41.85] pieces of different puzzles
[02:45.46] mixed up in the same box
[02:49.10] and thrown into the blue
[03:32.27]
[00:29.22] the fences go on forever
[00:43.94] in my hands I'm turning over
[00:51.24] a bracelet that she wore
[00:57.61] but she won't wear it anymore
[01:20.55] the truck stops all start to look the same
[01:34.28] I swear I saw that chain smoking lady again
[01:47.93] keep on moving I think I'm good for
[01:55.26] a hundred miles more
[02:02.55] could things ever be how they were before?
[02:28.19] a scent left on a sweater
[02:30.83] stuffed inside a dresser
[02:34.56] a polaroid that slips
[02:38.17] underneath your eyes
[02:41.85] pieces of different puzzles
[02:45.46] mixed up in the same box
[02:49.10] and thrown into the blue
[03:32.27]